Lauren's body trembled and she stared straight at the huge canvas. Her eyes were full of dead silence.
"It's karma. This is karma. It's karma!"
"Revenge? Belated karma, the way I see it."
Raquel fell on the ground for a long time before she could breathe. The moment she fell down, she felt that all her internal organs were falling apart.
After suffering for two days in a row, she'd rather drop dead right on spot.
She still couldn't figure out how her life had fallen right into an inferno from Eden.
"What is it that you wan?"
Raquel knew what Aleigha was thinking, how she must be hating their guts at the moment.
What else could be awaiting them, if not miserable death?
"What do I want? Well, what could a law-abiding citizen like me want, right?" Aleigha smiled soul-stirringly.
However, the coldness that flashed through her eyes still caused Raquel to panic.
"You let my daughter go. I arranged everything all by myself. You can do whatever you want with me."
"But Lauren, not my Lauren, have mercy on her."
"Mercy? Did you and your daughter have mercy on my godmother, who had nothing to do with all of this? And didn't you think for the least of a second that you'd be kneeling here one day for what you have committed?"
The smile on the corner of Aleigha's mouth became more and more brilliant, but she felt colder from the bottom of her heart than ice.
"Take them away." Aleigha turned around and did not look at the mother and daughter anymore. Their screams were all that could be heard in her ears.
After leaving the villa, Aleigha went to the cemetery in the suburbs. Her godmother was buried here, and the ashes of her mother and grandmother were also moved here.
Three of her closest relatives had passed away one after another, and Adrian was the only one left by her side. It was inevitable that she would feel alone and solitary.
It wasn't until the evening that she got back to the car and went back to the cemetary.
The moment she entered the room, she could smell the stench of blood.
She subconsciously became alert, and her hand involuntarily reached into his bag and held the gun.
It was dark inside the room, and the only light coming in was from the moon outside.
"Aleigha, don't turn on the lights."
In the darkness, Adrian's voice was a little hoarse and filled with a trace of helplessness.
Following the voice, Aleigha ran forward and asked, "Adrian, what happened?"
Adrian was lying on the sofa, his breathing unstable. When he saw Adrian running over, she started to laugh softly.
"He-he, it's okay, but please help me up and deal with the wound by the way."
"Okay, okay, careful now, baby steps."
Aleigha held Adrian's body and reached out her hand, only to feel there was a part of Adrian's body that was sticky and moist.
Her heart tightened. "Adrian, you've lost a lot of blood."
"It doesn't matter. Let's talk about it after we get up."
After helping Adrian back to his bedroom, Aleigha turned on the light. What she saw was the startling bright red on his body.
It was even worse than when they first met.
Aleigha took the medical kit and carefully peeled off the clothes on his body. Only then did she clearly see the wounds on his body.
The two bloody holes were so deep that she could hardly breathe.
"Who did this?"
She asked in a low voice while cleaning his wound, but she couldn't hide the whimpering tone of her voice.
"Don't cry, don't cry, I'm fine. It's not the first or second time that I have got a gunshot wound like this. I'll survive."
"It's okay, good girl, don't cry."
"Who did it!" Aleigha gave a low growl, but the action on her hand was even gentler. She was afraid that her emotion would get out of control and she would hurt him.
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